C8 Death of the moon mother

The next day, Mo Xian woke up very early.

In the vast Lin Mansion, no one walked, no one knew where those people went.

While she was on her way to find Qi Huaizhao, she actually didn't see a single servant.

Although he could go and investigate this matter by himself, the more experts he had, the more of a guarantee he had that he would still shamelessly drag Qi Huaizhao into this.

When Mo Xian arrived at the courtyard, that person was already standing there.

She was startled. Why did it feel like he had been standing here all night?

"Good morning, Qi Huaizhao." Reaching out his hand but not hitting the smiling man, he said hello to him so that he could scam him.

Mo Xian walked over with a curved mouth. When she smiled and squinted her eyes, she looked like a harmless cat.

The man turned around and frowned slightly. "Why don't you say it? You never visit the palace without a reason."

Why did this stuffy gourd look like an old fox? Nothing could escape his eyes.

"Let's go investigate the truth behind the death of Lin Mansion's family."

Qi Huaizhao did not immediately refuse, "How do we start to investigate?"

"I've gone over this matter once, it's the most suspicious. The easiest thing to get hold of is that pair of embroidered shoes with the word 'Moon' embroidered on it."

As Mo Xian said this, he thought back to the day before, when the Mrs. Lin's shoes were embroidered with the word "Yue", it might be related to that female ghost.

Qi Huaizhao muttered to himself, and a moment later, his gaze fell on Mo Xian, "How do you plan on investigating?"

"This town isn't that big, so we'll just go and ask around." In any case, there were a lot of people and a lot of mouths. There was no airtight wall in this world, so he could at least search for some useful information.

However, the reality proved that Mo Xian was overthinking it.

However, it was as if the whole town had been emptied of people and there was no sound at all. However, there was someone inside. The doors and windows were all tightly shut.

"Have you ever heard anything about embroidered shoes?" Mo Xian finally knocked on the door of a family.

That person had only opened his eyes a crack. One of his eyes peeked out of the darkness. Upon hearing the words "embroidered shoes", his black pupils suddenly contracted. As if he had heard something terrifying, he silently closed the door.

The entire street was filled with the howling of the wind.

Mo Xian embarrassedly touched his nose and closed the door.

She suddenly thought of Qi Huaizhao, who was behind her. However, he was really born to be good-looking, after following her here for so long, he had not even asked anyone about it, nor had he knocked on anyone's door.

"Qi Huaizhao????" She turned around, wanting to ask for his help, or else she wouldn't know when she would find out. Although the town wasn't big, it was still quite difficult to investigate by himself.

The latter acted as if she didn't hear him and walked straight towards the corner of the street.

Mo Xian had no choice but to follow along.

At the corner, there was a messy pile of straw. On it, there was a beggar dressed in rags. His body was dirty, and his white hair was messy. He was currently sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Qi Huaizhao stood tall and straight, not saying a word. Mo Xian followed behind and did not make a sound, wanting to see what he was going to do.

The old beggar was being stared at by two scorching eyes and felt completely uncomfortable. He simply opened his yellowish eyes and asked, "What business do you two have with me?"

Qi Huaizhao then answered: "How much do you know about 'embroidered shoes'?"

When the old beggar heard these three words, his pupils contracted intensely in fear, just like the people that Mo Xian had asked. Yet he did not refuse. He remained silent for a moment and his expression became a bit more gentle before he lifted his head to look at the sun in the sky that was about to be covered by dark clouds.

He said in a hoarse voice, "If you want to know the truth, you should ask Housekeeper Lin. No one in this town will talk about it. "

After he finished speaking, the dazzling sun had already been completely covered by dark clouds. The entire Stone Lake Town was covered in a haze.

A storm was brewing.

Mo Xian and Qi Huaizhao looked at each other for a moment, then turned and left.

After they turned around, the old beggar slowly closed his eyes.

This town would probably never be peaceful again.

When the two returned to Lin Mansion, the dark red door was already shut tight.

Qi Huaizhao glanced at Mo Xian, and the latter saw the command in his eyes: Open the door.

F * ck, did he really think he was a lord? Mo Xian cursed in his heart, and still did not have the guts to push open the door.

After all, the other party was a highly skilled Demon catcher.

He didn't expect that the door would open so easily. The courtyard was empty, and only a few flowers and grasses were left. Not a single person was to be seen.

Mo Xian took the lead and walked in first. He noticed that all the precious items in the hall had disappeared, and not a single piece of the antique that Lin Yuan liked to collect was left. Further in, everything was gone.

The building was empty.

Mo Xian turned, wanting to look for Qi Huaizhao, but he found him standing together with the Housekeeper Lin.

Housekeeper Lin held a leather box in his hand, which was pointing towards the door.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head and saw Mo Xian rushing over.

Ye Zichen let out a faint sigh. He didn't expect the two of them to come back.

He definitely wouldn't let her go so easily. That bullsh * t APP had given her a mission to complete, and from the first mission: Find the ghost that killed Lin Xiuxiu and capture him within ten days, it had already been seven days. She didn't have time to dawdle any longer!

"Housekeeper Lin, I'm afraid you are the only one who would dare to talk about this in this town. "Since you're leaving, why don't you explain it to us?"

Looking at the two determined people in front of him, Housekeeper Lin suddenly remembered their identities. Forget it, they should be able to deal with them.

"I can tell you, but after I finish, I'm leaving this place."

"Sure." It was not that she didn't want him to leave, if something were to happen to him, it would be because of the female ghost.

The Housekeeper Lin brought Qi Huaizhao and him back to the empty hall. He looked at the center of the hall, his gaze seemed to be looking at the walls, but also seemed to be looking through the walls at an even further time.

An old story came out of his mouth.

A few hundred years ago, Shihu Town was not a town, it was only a small village. The Ming dynasty was not dead yet, and the people of the poor villages were not living, but only living, living with difficulty.

There was a widow named Yue Niang at the village entrance. Her man had died of an illness, leaving her to drag her son, who was a few years old, along. Her embroidery work was excellent, especially her embroidered shoes. Almost all the young ladies outside asked her to customize them.

Yue Niang was beautiful, many men in the village liked her, but she ignored them and did not plan to remarry. At that time, remarriage was a matter of great disloyalty. Besides, she didn't have that intention.

Lin Fu was the one who pestered her the most. From time to time, he would appear in front of her house and even tease her. As he was the son of the village chief, no one dared to underestimate him.

However, one day, Lin Fu suddenly died.

She drowned in the river behind Yue Niang's house. Everyone said, without a doubt, it was Yue Niang who killed the people, she did not want Lin Fu to disturb him, so she simply drowned him.

The village chief brought people to Yue Niang's house and viciously ordered her to be tied up. Her age was not something that could be avoided.

"Carry that wicked woman to me to soak in the pig cage!"

"Kill them for their lives!" "Kill them to repay for their lives!" The group of villagers shouted out, but they had all forgotten that Yue Niang had helped them in the past.

"Damn it, let her die the same way that Afuan died!" The village chief angrily gnashed his teeth as he spoke.

Yue Niang's hair was in a mess, she wanted to scream out 'wrongly accused', but she couldn't, her mouth had already been stuffed with cloth.

Son, son.

She silently shouted as tears flowed from her eyes.

Her whole body sank into the cold water. It was so cold. It was so cold.

The pungent smell of the river mixed with mud continuously flowed into her nose.

Very quickly, Yue Niang was quiet.

Her son was also brought to the river, where he watched his Mother drown.

He was so scared that he screamed, but the village chief looked at Yue Niang's son and felt that he was an eyesore. Why was his only son dead, and this evil woman's son was still alive and well?

"You can't bear to part with your mother? I'll send you down to reunite with her. "

Then, the Village Chief ordered someone to kill Yue Niang's five-year-old son.

When Housekeeper Lin said till here, his eyes were not only filled with fear, but also deep grief.

Mo Xian subconsciously felt that the matter was not so simple. This Yue Niang had killed someone, how could he be filled with grievances? And if she died just like that, why would her ghosts appear in the middle of the lake?

"Is this the end of the matter?"

Housekeeper Lin rubbed her forehead and shook her head, "Yue Niang is resentful, she is resentful towards the people in the village for wanting her to kill them for her own life, and for killing her son. The village chief began to get sick for no reason. He was afraid and invited people to do what they wanted. That Taoist said that by suppressing her in the middle of the lake, he could make the local feng shui better. "

"So they grinded her body to dust and tied her to a stone and lowered her into the middle of the lake."

As Mo Xian listened, he also felt very uncomfortable. Even if he had killed someone, he should not have treated a woman and her innocent child in such a manner.

She suddenly thought of the news she had heard from the waiter. It must be because of this that the business of the Lin Family's medicinal herbs had improved overnight.

"A few hundred years have passed. It must have been due to the formation sealing Yue Niang who loosened. She came out to kill with resentment in her heart. If I don't run now, the whole town will be killed by her! " When Housekeeper Lin spoke to here, his body started to tremble again, looking extremely terrified.

"Since this is something that happened many years ago, why are you so clear about it?" Qi Huaizhao suddenly asked.

Mo Xian only just realized what had happened a hundred years ago. That's right, Housekeeper Lin only looked to be around forty to fifty years old, how could he be so clear about what had happened a hundred years ago?

Housekeeper Lin closed his eyes, "Lin Family is the close relative of the village head. The lord's grandfather's father called Lin Fu his cousin."

Mo Xian immediately understood. No wonder the first person who died was someone from the Lin Family.

No one from the Lin Clan could escape.

"Sub Mission ? Successfully found out the truth behind the ghosts of the wronged. "Reward 100 experience points, 100 gold coins." A mechanical female voice sounded out in Mo Xian's mind.

It really took a lot of effort to complete this mission. Mo Xian heaved a sigh of relief, but that female voice sounded again.

"At the same time, she triggered a side quest ? To help Yue Niang wash away his grievances, to transcend her and her son's souls, and allow them to reincarnate. "Quest rewards 100 experience points, 100 gold coins. If you fail the quest, you will be killed."

F * ck, there's no end to it. Yue Niang couldn't even catch him and another quest popped up. When will it be the end?!

"Please choose to accept or reject."

Choosing a big head, how could he refuse? Refusing meant giving up the opportunity to return!

"Please don't use vulgarities, the System has tolerated you many times."

Mo Xian: "??????" I, your father, have tolerated you for a damn long time!

She held her breath and chose the accept button.